George
It was almost torturous to watch her, on her knees before him and with her lips so tantalizingly close; it seemed like too much to ask - and he wouldn't have, had she not offered - but here they were. As she slowly licked along his cock, he hissed with pleasure. "Fuck, Hotaru," he murmured appreciatively, all of his worries and cares gone for the time being, all of his thoughts solely on her and how much he wanted her.
He groaned as she sank her mouth over him, throwing his head back to bask in the sudden rush of pleasure. The feel of her mouth, of her tongue, of the vibration of her humming, the water still running over them - it was enough to make his head spin, and when he looked back down to see her looking up at him through wet lashes, he nearly came undone. What he desperately wanted in that moment was to pick her up, pin her against the wall, and make her feel as good as she was making him feel - but for now, he was very content to let her keep control.
He groaned as she sank her mouth over him, throwing his head back to bask in the sudden rush of pleasure. The feel of her mouth, of her tongue, of the vibration of her humming, the water still running over them - it was enough to make his head spin, and when he looked back down to see her looking up at him through wet lashes, he nearly came undone. What he desperately wanted in that moment was to pick her up, pin her against the wall, and make her feel as good as she was making him feel - but for now, he was very content to let her keep control.
